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Looking at the still burning torch, without the slightest fading appearance, Zhang Bairen jumped and jumped directly.

"Little sir!" Nalan Jing exclaimed on the side, and hurriedly shot Zhang Bairen up.

"Don't worry, I won't die!" Zhang Bairen landed lightly, the trapped fairy rope in his hand flew out and wrapped Nalanjing's waist, and with a violent tugging, Nalanjing was already pulled down by Zhang Bairen.

"Ah!" Nalanjing lost her center of gravity in the air and couldn't help but exclaimed softly. When her feet touched the ground, her white and tender face turned red, and then she smiled and took the torch in Zhang Bairen's hand.

"Huh!"

The trapped fairy rope flew out again like a spirit snake, wrapping around Monk Faming's waist. Naturally, Zhang Bairen, the flower monk Faming, would not give preferential treatment. He only heard an exclamation, and saw monk Faming fall to the ground, drawing up waves of dust.

"Ouch!"

Monk Faming screamed, and after a while he got up, rubbing his **** and said dissatisfied: "I said kid, you can't do this authentically."

Zhang Bairen ignored it, took the trapped fairy rope and took out a big night pearl from his sleeve. Nalan smiled quietly: "The little gentleman has such a big night pearl in his hand, what do you want with this torch!"

The torch was thrown away while he was speaking, but Zhang Bairen hurriedly stopped: "No, the torch is very useful, you must not throw it away."

After speaking, Zhang Bairen looked at the surrounding walls with the help of Ye Mingzhu, and walked among the black ancient city, one by one and two big ones: "If you can't see the surrounding buildings, how to determine the location is a difficult problem."

"Little sir, the monk has a bad premonition! The gloom in this ancient city is overwhelming, and it is extremely compelling." Monk Faming tiptoed, as if he was a thief, for fear of disturbing the master's house.

"Yin Qi? Why didn't I notice it?" Zhang Bairen was taken aback.

"There is a sequence to hear the truth, and there is a specialization in the art industry. The young man is very powerful in killing and killing, but if you talk about the degree of refinement, you may not be able to match the monk." Monk Faming patted his chest, and Zhang Bairen took out the fluorescent stone. , Keep leaving lines on the wall, for fear of losing it out for a while.

Zhang Bairen is holding Ye Mingzhu in his left hand, and a strand of hair is wrapped around the index finger of his right hand. A strand of sword energy is in it. As long as he encounters an attack, this sword strand will instantly protect him.

Looking at Zhang Bairen and Nalanjing, Monk Faming hesitated for a while, rummaged in the package, and then reluctantly took out two vajra sticks from the package: "No, these two Buddhist artifacts are for you. However, if it weren’t for the fear that the ghost king would appear here, and no one would take me out, the monks wouldn’t borrow the artifacts from you! Remember, you will have to return them after borrowing them. I!"

As if cutting meat, Monk Faming reluctantly stuffed the vajra into the hands of the two.

If it hadn't been for the devastating blow of the Buddhists in Middle-earth, these two artifacts that had been enshrined and nurtured for hundreds of years would not have reached Faming's hands anyway.

"Yes, it is indeed a good thing!" Holding the vajra pestle in his hand, he felt a mighty, virile and powerful energy gestating in it.

He casually hung the vajra pestle around his waist, Zhang Bairen held the Ye Mingzhu in one hand and continued to draw the wall with the other.

After walking for a while, I saw Zhang Bairen suddenly stop, looking at the monks Nalanjing and Faming beside him, staring at the burning torch, a little golden light burst in his eyes, as if a golden sun was rising. Looking at the underground cave, the sky is as bright as day, and the streets passing by are clear.

Countless ghosts were crying and howling all over the sky, and when they collided with the true energy of the sun, it was as if cold water had entered the oil pan. The crying and howling noises were all over the sky, countless ghosts screamed and avoided.

The silent dungeon was suddenly agitated, and the sound of crying rose into the sky, and the illusion continued to grow cold.

Zhang Bairen handed the Ye Mingzhu in his hand to Faming behind him, slowly took off his cloak, and for a moment golden light burst out, the surrounding area was bright as daylight, and the hot sun's true energy burst forth. At this time, Zhang Bairen seemed to become A little sun, all the ghosts and wolves cried and howled away and stopped immediately.

"So many ghosts!" Nalanjing paled.

Zhang Bairen looked at the junction of light and darkness with a pair of eyes, and countless auras shot out unscrupulously at this time, not weaker than the real **** of Yang.

"I only saw those powerful air machines roar deep in the ground, but I didn't see them flying out for food. I wanted to come and be sealed by the empire that sank the ancient country of Loulan in the ancient times! Back then, the ancient country of Loulan was sunk and buried, and its hostile country I am not a fool. I have to take precautions and seal it in advance. Therefore, although the ghosts in the ancient Loulan country have become a climate, they can’t get out of the Loulan site. However, the vicissitudes of time have changed, and the seals that were laid have been corroded for hundreds of years It’s not what it looks like. Those weaker ghosts can already be drilled through the seal, and the powerful ghosts are still struggling! The iron sheet above is where the seal is." Zhang Bairen’s constant sun bursting out of his body deterred ordinary ghosts, Monk Faming Looking at Zhang Bairen's body that looked like a light bulb, he was envious: "Little sir, you are really powerful with this magical power."

"What should I do now? Still going in?" Nalanjing held the torch, her expression calm.

Suddenly, Zhang Bairen's eyes condensed, and he walked three steps forward, only to see three pale-faced corpses lying on the ground, the whole body's energy and vitality were all swallowed by the evil spirits.

At this time, countless evil spirits surrounded the three of them staring at each other, if it weren't for the protection of positive yang, they would have rushed over.

Zhang Bairen looked hesitant, and Monk Faming lowered his throat and said: "Let's withdraw or wait until those family members and sects arrive before making plans."

"I'm not stupid. Hundreds of thousands of fighting spirits and people of Loulan are buried here, and there must be an evil existence. Not only the ghost king, but even the ghosts and gods have been born." Zhang Bairen took a deep breath.

Although both the ghost king and the ghost **** are comparable to the power of the Yang Shen realm, there is also a gap between the two!

If the ghost king is the king of mortals, then ghosts and gods are gods worshipped by countless mortals.

"Look over there!" Nalan Jing's torch stretched out, illuminating the distance, only to see a pitch-black pool tumbling.

"Yin Qi turns into water!" Faming exclaimed.

"What is Yin Qi transforming water?" Zhang Bairen was stunned.

"The so-called yin-qi transforming water is the ethereal yin-qi turning into water vapor, and it will remain in this form forever. It's too terrifying! You can't stay here for a long time!" Monk Faming retreated.

Imagine that ordinary air turns into water vapor. What a terrifying existence this is!

Zhang Bairen's face was solemn, his eyes opened, and the pool was still a pool, but it was not water vapor, but countless ghosts.

"Little sir, let's go! This is not just a dead place, it has turned into a kingdom of ghosts and gods, even if the earth veins in the underground have become Yin veins, it has turned into a land of ghosts and gods." Monk Faming looked terrified.

"Is that so scary?" Zhang Bairen looked at Faming.

"You guys don't know the heights of the sky and the earth when you are young, and you don't know the power of ghosts and gods. This time we can dig out a big trouble! Enough for those sects and families to have a headache!" Monk Faming scratched his head again and again.

Zhang Bairen stood there hesitating, Monk Faming saw sweat on his forehead: "Don't hesitate, you will know how horrible this place is when the monks from the major sects arrive!"

Hearing this, Zhang Bairen nodded his head with a heavy face. Since being with Monk Faming, he has never seen Monk Faming look like this.

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I want to send a letter to my master. I must not go to this muddy water. The ancient country is simply a terrifying place. Only the Changping Battlefield of the year can be compared with it." Monk Faming took out one The oil lamp is strange to say. It is also strange that the flame of the oil lamp failed to burn the monk Faming.

Monk Faming drew circles on the talisman paper, folded it in a large circle, and placed it on an oil lamp to light it.

"boom"

The talisman burned out instantly, and fly ash was scattered.

Zhang Bairen stepped on the gang fight, and the three incense sticks in his hand were windless and naturally, and they instantly stuck to the ground.

"call!"

The incense burns at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's terrifying!" Zhang Bairen sighed softly, "This place is a heaven for ghost repairs."

"Hey, there are so many ghosts here, why don't I take the opportunity to practice the five ghosts to carry Dafa" Zhang Bairen's heart moved, thinking of Wujiang Taoist methods. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.